Once when I was in eighth grade, I was playing at my neighbors house across the street. Usually I would hang out with her brother Scott, but this day it was just me and his younger sister, Stephanie, at the house. It all started out innocently enough, as a game of truth or dare. Soon though we were daring each other to do more.
Stephanie was first, she dared me to feel up under her shirt, I did and she didn't even have a bra on, being not too well developed then. I ran my hand up under her shirt and gently touched her tiny pointed nipples, I ran my hands over them and stroked them. She said 'That feels nice.' We soon moved into her bedroom where it was my turn, I dared her to pull down her shorts and panties. She was slightly reluctant at first, but shortly she scooted up on the bed and pulled down her drawers for my first sight of a bare pussy. Stephanie watched me as I stared at her almost hairless cleft, I remember how I slowly touched the skin and ran my finger down the outer lips of her vulva. She had a light fuzz covering her slit and a few hairs that were starting to darken and curl up. I pulled one of these slowly as I traced the outlines of her little triangle of flesh.
We went from there, into her brothers room and she pulled out a stick or pointer with a flat end and dared me to stick that on her and twirl it around. The first time she just pulled her shorts and panties aside while I knelt between her legs and marvelled at the odour of her that wafted up when I started to twirl the stick on the outside edge of her slit. She had this awesome look on her face, a look I now know is a look of concentrated desire. I stopped after a few minutes. When it was her turn again, Stephanie said 'I dare you to do that again with the stick.'
I couldn't wait, this time she peeled down her shorts and panties and there I was again looking at that sweet hairless slit. I took the stick and placed it at the top of her slit.
She said 'Not inside, just on the outside.' I left it at the top and started slowly twirling it back and forth. Stephanie closed her eyes and spread her legs further apart, she smiled as I sped up the twirling, raising her butt off the bean bag chair trying to get closer. She let me start stroking her gently with my finger as I twirled the stick back and forth. I was running my finger back and forth along her slit, she was getting wetter and little moans and gasps were coming from her mouth. I got braver and moved the stick and replaced it with my finger moving over and over the little bump at the top of her vulva. She grabbed my hand and kept it glued to that spot till she cried out and fell back on the chair. When she recovered she told me that the only thing that felt better was her electric toothbrush pressed against her making her feel all squishy inside.